Ooooh, boy....what is going in here!

...You wanna hear an ironic story?

Well you see, I moved here, for some peace, some quiet, some safety and you know what happens? I get myself stuck to a demon. Some sort of Sin-something-or-other demon who's hiding here too...but something...told me that I hadn't gotten the short end of the stick. She...changed some for me....and it was good. Truly. Master and servant, it began to not exist.....

I wish I'd gotten the short end of the stick.

The 2K11 Halloween Masquerade was going to be amazing....until the first Werewolves broke out. The look in their eyes, it was like a kindred spirit. I fell to them with ease. I'm as free as I've ever been, but.....

I know not where my master has gone..... and it nearly forces the turn out of me at the though. I must find her, wherever she has gone. I had turned, been turned, unleashed a part of me I had never known, I don't care. But she was not there when the dust settled. No, I am not looking for my master, I don't care for such words anymore, but she is mine and I will have her back. If that bunny gets in my way......at least he'll taste good.